The next morning they woke me up.The next morning they woke me up. I let them in, then went to brush my teeth and wash my face. When I came back, they had coffee made and were almost through cleaning up the mess from the night before. They made me sit down and drink my coffee while David finished cleaning and Michael made breakfast for me. I felt very cherished and loved by both of them. Michael started the dishwasher after putting my breakfast dishes in it, then he came over and pulled me to my feet. "We have another birthday present for you," he said teasingly. "What?" I asked, smiling. "Come on back to the bedroom and we'll show you." "You bought me a new vibrator, right?" I laughed, as we went back to the bedroom. They teased me all the time about having a Briggs and Stratton vibrator so heavy duty I had to have a track in the ceiling to hold it, one which browned out the building when I used it. "Something like that," David teased. "You trust both of us, right?" "Of course I do. You know that." "Enough to let us blindfold you?" I hesitated for just a moment. "Well, sure." "Good." He took a scarf from his pocket and tied it around my head. "Don't peek," he said. "I won't," I promised. Someone's hands were on my belt, untying it, and removing my robe. My breath quickened as they removed my nightgown as well. Then they were placing me very gently on the bed. "What are you doing?" I whispered. "We're going to fulfill a fantasy," one of them whispered. "We're two guys named Joe and Jim, and we're here to satisfy your deepest desires." I moaned, not knowing what to say. Then a mouth covered mine, and another mouth glued itself to my right nipple. The kiss was gentle and sweet. When his lips left mine, they traveled lazily over my face and then down to my other nipple. Both of them teased my nipples mercilessly, biting and licking until I was moaning and writhing under their touch. "Which of you is Joe and which is Jim?" I asked. Soft laughter was the only answer. Then one of the mouths began moving down my body, tracing a fiery trail down to the very center of my being. My writhing dislodged the blindfold, but I kept my eyes closed anyway, enjoying the blind sensations. Whoever was between my legs was playing my body like a musical instrument, taking me up to the heights, then backing off and letting me fade down a little, then taking me up even higher. |